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"Bloody hell, woman." Finan gasped as he collapsed beside her, Nilsa giggled at his blissed-out smile. Uhtred had never returned with Sihtric, no doubt being intervened by the lady of Mercia, but she did not fret. Finan stayed in worry that she would be attacked and Nilsa used that as a way to get him to warm her bed. And warm it they did, with her lack of partners she did not have much to compare when it came to sex.
Just the slow lovemaking from Uhtred but she found she liked the rough but passionate sex she and Finan had. It was odd at first to feel his beard scratch against her inner thighs and his vulgar words that made her stomach tighten with an unexplainable feeling.
It made her wonder how Osferth and Sihtric would treat her. She assumed Osferth would be shy and let her take control, something she found unbelievably attractive. And Sihtric, well, she wondered if he could place his hand around her neck, it was something unheard of but she just couldn't shake the thought.
"Good?" She asked with a giddy smile, Finan scoffed playfully and pulled her into his naked chest.
"I am certain my heart stopped for a second. You might be the death of me, my love." He whispered against her temple as she used her fingertips to trace shapes on his pecs.
"Hmm. I do not see any death for you soon, Finan." She raised to her elbow and leaned in for a kiss, the moan he released made her want to ravish him. But the soft knocking on her door stopped it, perhaps another time. She watched as Finan just laid back in the furs with his arms crossed behind his head, what a beautiful sight he made. She fixed her gown and reached for Finan's cloak to cover her front, she didn't want to seem too improper.
"Oh, Osferth!" She said happily once she saw the shy monk, she noticed his eyes lingered on her smile before glancing down. Finan's boisterous laugh startled the younger man and she smirked when his eyes widened and his face flushed in realization.
"Lady Nilsa," He cleared his throat. "Finan. Lord Uhtred requested both of you, we are to leave soon." Nilsa frowned softly before sighing, she didn't feel good about this. Osferth reached out instinctively and held her hand in a subtle act of comfort, she smiled at the man when he slowly rubbed her wrist.
"Thank you, Osferth. Allow us a moment to dress, we will join you soon enough," She pulled him close and guided his face up with her finger. "Unless you wish to join us?" She questioned playfully, at the man's look of shock she leaned in and kissed him. Osferth reluctantly pulled away, he sent the lady a small smile before rushing off.
Not long after, the two now fully dressed and prepared for the war, walked to the center of the fortress where Young Uhtred was sending the lost souls to his God.
